Villain Cultivator Chapter 506

In the second round, a total of 425 matches were held in the same stadium, and many matches ended quickly.

Aside from Ma Xingjuan, the other girls defeated their opponents without a problem, especially Kang Yan and Dian Wei.

Unfortunately, Ju Shoufen couldn't make it through.

Ju Shoufen had a bit of a hiccup since her opponent was a top 8th-stage cultivator. She took her time to counter her opponent's abilities and domain power until the latter ran out of Soul Qi.

In the end, Ju Shoufen completed her win conditions by depleting her opponent's Qi and stamina without being touched. However, she couldn't kill her opponent either since the Golden Crow Dao and her Poison Flame Domain was inefficient against a veteran 8th-stage cultivator with a Corrosion and Poison Immunity artifact.

Ju Shoufen and her opponent ended up having an agreement in the middle of the match. The match ended up in a draw and both sides were disqualified from the tournament.

After four days of the tournament's second round, Wei Yuan, Kang Yan, Ma Xingjuan, Mao Xueyan, Dian Wei, and Zhou Gongjin made it to the third round.

Before the second round had started, 850 contestants came in. But after the second round, 410 of them survived to the next game.

Just like Ju Shoufen, many contestants fought into a draw and got ejected from the grand event.

The remaining contestants were no longer pushovers from the countryside. Most of them were either 8th-stage cultivators or 9th-stage supreme experts. Only weirdoes, such as Miaomiao's wives, Zhou Gongjin, and Meng Xin's cultivation base was below the 8th-stage.

As for the next round's schedule, it would begin in four days. Everyone had three days to rest.

Karen rigged it for the immortals and agents from Heaven Realm. They would use these three days to enlist promising fighters and contestants from the second round to be their lord's vessels.

During the three days of rest, many immortals other than protectors of various clans visited many places on Holy Land Continent to play.

They came here for a few purposes, but the majority of them came to shop and spend their trashy 1st-grade soul stones to exchange for various exotic goods.

Surprisingly, Karen and world guardians no longer restrict them to the usage of soul stones. During this period of the Holy Land Tournament, everyone was free to use them as a currency.

Since many immortals came here, they tended to spend soul stones instead of essence cores. As a result, the Holy Land Continent welcomed the visiting immortals and the influx of new cultivation resources.

Although the immortals spent their soul stones here, they also gained many things in return, such as slaves, vessels, pretty women, and manpower.

Of course, many of them had their eyes on Miaomiao's wives.

Azazel, who had left Miaomiao alone for days, returned with the people from Siren City. Even Xiahou Dun, who had given up the first round, was led to the hotel.

However, everyone didn't get to meet Miaomiao. Azazel booked common rooms and told them to stay hidden during these three days.

Veterans like Jia Shan understood why Azazel went through the hassle. Since the tournament was on a break, many headhunting immortals would scramble to catch promising mortals to become their vessels.

The Harvest Festival had begun. It was too dangerous to wander in the Capital City of the Holy Land or go shopping.

But as Azazel was busy managing Miaomiao's followers, trouble found them.

While Sun Wentai had been guiding his disciples to their rooms, an immortal approached him.

"Hello, junior. Would you come with me for a tea for a bit?"

Sun Wentai was taken aback, "Me?"

"Yes. You must be Sun Wentai, a descendant of the renowned Immortal Sun Clan's Lord, Sun Wu, am I right?"

Sun Wentai had a bad feeling about this. He chased the young disciples to their rooms and lock the doors. Then, he remained to chat with the stranger.

"Who might you be, senior? How did you know my ancestor?"

"Ahaha. I'm Li Si, a humble servant of the Qin Imperial Clan of the Heaven Qin Dynasty Constellation. I serve a Constellation King, Qin Shi Huang, and he is currently looking for a promising champion to serve him. We heard about your ancestor's grand deeds, and we would like to invite you to join our ranks."

The immortal, Li Si, appeared to be a late-middle-aged man. He had a short goatee, trimmed mustache, and thin face. He wore tall headwear as if he was a court official.

Yet, his cultivation base was not inferior to Fang Yanxu.

Sun Wentai was intimidated. He started sweating.

Although the invitation sounded interesting, he couldn't accept. After all, he barely knew anything about the Qin Dynasty Constellation.

"I'm so sorry, but I would like to postpone my decision to a later date. I'm currently busy."

Li Si didn't give up, "Oh, busy? If you're busy taking care of those children just now, you should stop doing that. What's more important than getting a fortuitous encounter and seizing the right opportunity when it is presented to you? Come on, come with me, so we can discuss the detail and contracts."

Sun Wentai bit his lower lips. He wanted to refuse, but he was afraid of offending the immortal.

Since he had no choice, he communicated with his follower in his mind.

'Gongfu, contact Senior Uriel or Azazel for me. I'm running into trouble, and I need their presence.'

Huang Gongfu, aka Huang Gai, was still serving Sun Wentai. The former received the order and rushed to the top floor to find Azazel and Miaomiao right away.

Sun Wentai could have sent a voice transmission to Azazel directly. However, the sheep angel limited her communication to only Uriel and Miaomiao's family, so they needed to find Miaomiao's family members first.

After sending his order to Huang Gongfu, Sun Wentai obediently followed Li Si to a coffee shop on the first floor.

Li Si and Sun Wentai entered a strange coffee shop, Star Mug, with a green logo. The shop was popular among the hotel residents as all tables were occupied.

Yet, Li Si brought Sun Wentai to the biggest table at the corner of the shop. Over there, two immortals and five local cultivators had been sitting and signing glowing documents.

Li Si smiled at his colleagues, "I've brought another one. He's a descendant of Sun Wu."

The two colleagues of Li Si nodded at him and smiled at Sun Wentai, "You've made the right choice! Come here and sign these contracts. After you do, we'll give you 100 first-grade soul stones as the down payment for your services. After that, your payment will be according to the contracts."

Sun Wentai received a bundle of document papers from a man from the table. He skimmed through the content, trying to buy time and waiting for Miaomiao or the deities to arrive.

Fortunately, Li Si went out to find another guy while the two immortals were in the middle of chatting with others. They didn't pay attention to Sun Wentai.

After reading through all papers, Sun Wentai found out what they had aimed.

One of the clauses stated that he would become one of the emperor's slave soldiers, who could be promoted to a free man if he could ascend to the immortal realm. The monthly wage for the slave soldier position was meagerly 10 first-grade soul stones.

As for other services and help from the immortals aside from the bonus signing pay, there were none!

This was a scam!

Sun Wentai bit his lower lips and pretended to reread the contract papers again. Yet, Azazel and Miaomiao hadn't shown up.

He read it too fast. Only two minutes had passed.

Sun Wentai sent his voice transmission to Huang Gongju again.

'Have you found Mao Miaomiao or Azazel yet?'

Huang Gongfu answered right away, 'I found the brat, and he called the deities for help. Please stall for time. They will be there in a few minutes.'

'Good.'

Sun Wentai heaved a sigh of relief. At least, he had strong backers to get him out of the predicament.

"You there. Sun Wentai, right?"

Unfortunately, one of the immortals waved his fingers and called him to join them on the table.

Sun Wentai took a deep breath and mustered his courage. He walked toward the table.

"Sit down, sit down. Sit over here. You there, stand up and let this junior have the seat."

One of the cultivators gave the seat to Sun Wentai. His expression looked grim, but he didn't say anything.

Sun Wentai got to the seat, but he hadn't sat yet. He gazed at the contract papers of others.

Similar to his papers, they were slave contracts.

Despite that, these five people already signed them and sold their souls to these scammers. Four of them had a dark expression as they knew that they were scammed, but the other one seemed excited.

'Where are you, my lord?'

Huang Gongfu contacted Sun Wentai again.

'First floor. Star Muck Coffee Shop.'

'On it! We're heading there! Please hang in there.'

Huang Gongfu seemed efficient. He brought help so fast.

Learning that reinforcement would arrive soon gave Sun Wentai courage. He boldly passed the papers back to the immortals.

The immortal misunderstood Sun Wentai's intention, "Oh, right. I haven't told you to do anything about the contracts yet. Here, here. Sit down. Drop your blood into this cup and use this feather pen to sign it with your blood."

Sun Wentai shook his head, "I'm sorry, senior. I'm here for a tea with the previous senior, but this isn't what we have agreed upon. Please excuse me."

"HEY!!"

The two immortals stood up and emitted killing intent. One of them flashed and appeared behind Sun Wentai and seized his neck.

"When I say, you sit. It means, you must sit down."

Sun Wentai spread his sense to scan the first floor of the hotel. Unfortunately, Miaomiao and others hadn't arrived yet.

Sun Wentai sat down. However, his eyes were unyielding.

"First off, I'm not your subordinate. I don't need to follow your orders around. Secondly, I belong to the Mao Clan of Aves Continent. Macho Joshua, Sun Wu, and Trumpet Alliance are our masters. We can't sign a contract with other gods."

"Is that so?" The two immortals sneered at Sun Wentai. One of them leaned closer to his face, "So what?"

Sun Wentai was shocked. He had never imagined that this group could be this reckless.

Uriel and Azazel were the only deities around here. Yet, these people dared to provoke him.

'We're here!'

Help arrived!

'Good timing!'

Sun Wentai could sense the life signature of Miaomiao, Azazel, and Huang Gongfu. They were in front of the coffee shop.

Since his reinforcement had arrived, Sun Wentai didn't hold back. He intentionally spoke in a loud voice so that everybody in the coffee shop could hear it.

"If you don't want to mess with Macho Joshua, I would suggest you stand down. Is forcing a mortal to become your slave a trend these days in the Immortal Realm?"

Everyone turned around to look at them. Several local cultivators and a few immortals frowned at the two immortals since this practice was not something they could tolerate.

However, the two immortals didn't panic.

"If you don't join us, you're our enemy. Then, die!!"

One of them brought out a sword and swung it.

Before Sun Wentai could react, his head was already flying off his shoulder!

"SUN WENTAI!!"

Miaomiao and Azazel saw everything. There were shocked and enraged.

Azazel's aura exploded, and she pointed her index finger at them.

The two immortals flipped the coffee table and touched their necklaces. All of them shone in silver light and vanished along with the contracted slaves.

"BASTARDS!!"

Azazel was infuriated that one of her people was killed right in front of her eyes. She tracked their aura and also vanished, following them.

Miaomiao and Huang Gongju were still in shock. They slowly approached the headless body of Sun Wentai.

"How could this be."

"M-My lord…"

Chapter end